Chapter 18 The gourd shows its might

"Cut, I'll go up, I'll go up, the tiger doesn't make a threat, you really treat me as a sick cat." Mao Li took out a bottle containing an unknown liquid, and sprayed it at the ghost king as he spoke.

"You are a fool" As soon as the Condor smelled that smell, he knew what it was, and said with contempt.

"Hey, why is it useless, doesn't it say that dog blood can ward off evil spirits? Or is the little black of the Ergou family impure? Come to the Condor and borrow two catties of your blood. “

"Get out, don't say you know me, you can't afford to lose this person." The Condor said with disdain.

On the other side, the ghost king who was sprayed with dog blood was stunned and stunned on the spot.

"You're insulting me" The Ghost King suddenly said angrily, who sprayed other people's faces with blood during the battle, so the Ghost King felt as if his whole person was insulted.

Seeing that the blow worked, then, he picked up his pen again and quickly drew a few times in the void, and a French character appeared again, and this time a word "trial" appeared, and they flew towards Maoli.

Maori looked at the flying French word, and gradually felt the pressure it brings, and when it flew to the top of his head, the pressure instantly doubled, and he wanted to kneel, but he tried to hold on, not letting himself kneel.

He glanced at the eagle and found that it could not withstand the pressure brought by the "trial", and its limbs that had already been pressed were lying on the ground open.

If you don't stand, then I'll lie on my stomach, hum, and follow the Condor to the ground in the same way.

But the French word did not stop, still pressing towards them.

"It's not going to go on like this, think of a way." The sweat in the hair was all dripping all over the ground, although it was more comfortable to lie on the stomach, but the pressure was still huge, and I felt that in a while, I could be pressed into a patty.

"I can't help it, my magic weapons all need mana, and now I don't have mana, how can I drive the magic weapons." The Condor said with difficulty.

"If you don't have mana, you can't move the magic weapon? Take one and I'll try it. Mauri said.

"You? yes, you, almost forgot, come on. The Condor suddenly remembered that Mao Li was the master of the underworld, and he could communicate with the underworld and attract the power of the laws of the underworld, and what mana was stronger than the power of the law.

This is still Maoli boring two days ago to look through the books collected in the stone room, knowing that you can borrow the power of the underworld to use, but if you borrow, you have to pay it back, and now Maoli still cares so much, borrow it first, and then talk about it, whether you can pay it back later.

So, the Condor took out a bell and threw it to Maoli, Maoli caught the bell, and recited a spell, only to see a force appear from nothingness, entrenched in Maoli, Maoli raised his hand with difficulty to guide the power of the underworld, and introduced it into the bell.

jingling

With the input of the power of the underworld, the bell bell rang crisply, and a sound wave waved, after the sound, the French word "trial" was fixed in mid-air and did not fall downward, and even a group of little ghosts and ghost kings were fixed on the spot, and Mao Li suddenly felt much more relaxed.

After all, the ghost king's mana was strong, and the immobilization was lifted in an instant.

Seeing that the other party had a way to crack it, the ghost king brushed it, picked up the pen and drew a few more times in the void, and then the word "judgment" appeared, flew above the word "trial", and stopped the word "trial" that was not falling, and suddenly continued to press down with the word "judgment".

burst

Maori was immediately pressed and spat blood, and the Condor was already foaming at the mouth and was about to be knocked out, Maori endured the pain, picked up the bell and shook it twice.

Jingle bell, ding bell.

Two sounds sounded, and the two French characters were fixed in mid-air again, this time the ghost king was on guard, picked up the judge's pen, and swiped in front of him, and the sound wave of the bell was cracked, failing to fix him.

Then he drew a few times in a row, and one word popped out, and another word popped out, and this time the two French characters flew together towards Maoli.

Maori looked at it, the two words on the top of his head have not disappeared, and there are two more words, this time the game is over.

He immediately picked up the bell and shook it desperately, but no matter how he shook it, the bell didn't respond.

"Running out of mana? Then I'll borrow it again, huh? Can't borrow it? Dig a slot, be stingy, and at this time you drop the chain for me. "Maori saw that the bell had no mana, and was about to borrow some mana from the underworld, but the underworld was not there.

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead, I can't borrow the power of the underworld, it's going to be over now." Maori shouted to the Condor, he had no choice, and if he didn't believe in the Condor, there was no way.

"If you can't borrow it, don't borrow it.,Don't forget that you're the master of the underworld.,The judge's pen belongs to the underworld.,So... Got it? The Condor said weakly.

"You're saying that the judge's pen is useless to me? But I really felt the pressure of it. ”

"Alas, why are you so stupid, you summoned it with your divine sense, your divine sense has been branded with the underworld, and only with your divine sense can you make the judge's pen approve."

"You didn't say it earlier, you suffered so many sins in vain." As he spoke, Maori summoned the Divine Sense Villain to summon the judge's pen.

Divine Consciousness Maoli sat in mid-air, chanting an ancient spell in his mouth, and suddenly, the judge's pen broke away from the control of the ghost king and flew towards Maoli, Maoli grabbed it in his hand, and the four magic words immediately collapsed and disappeared into the void.

"Haha, let's see what else you can do." Mauri stood up with the judge's pen in his hand and said.

"Hmph, don't think you're going to win." The ghost king looked at the rebellion of the judge's pen, said indifferently, and then said with a word in his mouth, only to see a crack in the ground under his feet, and a general holding a war knife and riding a war horse crawled out of the ground.

"Body, fight." After the ghost king finished speaking, the general spurred his horse.

"It's such a dick, it hasn't rotted for thousands of years." Mauri looked at the general who came on horseback and said with wide eyes.

"That's not the point, the point is that he's going to kill you, you fool." The Condor looked heartbroken, looked at Maoli and said.

"Come on," he said, picking up his pen and drawing a few times.

"Huh? Useless? ”

"Say that you are Hanhan, you are really Hanhan, the judge's pen is a magic weapon, and you don't have any mana to use it." Condor reminded.

Seeing that the general had arrived, the war knife was about to be split off at Maoli's head, and suddenly, with a buzzing sound, the gourd in the eyes of the array shook slightly, and a circle of ripples rippled, and the ripples touched the general, and the general was immediately decomposed, and the dust returned to dust.

Then, a suction force was generated from the mouth of the gourd, and it sucked at these yin spirits for a while, and no matter how much they resisted, they couldn't resist this suction force.

When he was about to retreat, a suction force pulled him slowly towards the gourd, and even the second master who was standing in the distance was sucked up.

"Big brother, sacrifice you to become a brother, and I will avenge you." As he spoke, he slapped the ghost king's back, and he himself took advantage of this opportunity to use a magic weapon, wrap himself and go away.

"I'm Uncle Cao, I treat you as a brother, and you treat me like this." The betrayed ghost king was sucked into the gourd after saying his last sentence.